Poetry of Issue #7        Page 24

A Writer to a Lothario

You’ve got your tricks
for getting chicks,
I’ve got mine
for hatching them
with a valentine
in every verse
to bribe the Shroud-’n’-Sickle.
Had I a nickel
for every line
I would have succeeded
and wouldn’t have needed
to worry. The curse
is the blessing, though,
which is not to know
if what’s been done
will be enough
at the visited time.
Meanwhile, I live
in hope, and so
another one—
a poem, a love—
of unfirm form,
content, or style,
to sit on awhile,
warm,
and give.

  James B. Nicola